Good Cop, Bad Cop

Today I got pulled over by a motorcycle cop. "Why was Gwyn pulled over?" you might ask. "What was she doing wrong?" Well, I'll tell you: absolutely nothing! She was most definitely minding her own business, being a good citizen. Here's the story:

I was driving to my last clinic of the day (for work). I was driving northbound on a fairly well-traveled road, and had turned off of a side street, when I noticed a police car headed south. Nothing odd about that - I am always careful to drive well under the speed limit on this street, because there's no speed limit sign on that particular stretch - except I noticed that the policeman in the car looked at me and our little, black truck.

So I eased over into the left turn lane, making sure to have my turn signal on in plenty of time, when I noticed a motorcycle policeman pull up behind me. I kept myself calm - nothing to worry about anyway, I wasn't doing anything wrong. And even though I made sure to turn into the correct lane, sure enough, the lights came on, I pulled into a parking lot, and parked the car.

The policeman actually didn't adress me right away. Instead, he walked around and looked at the truck from all sides, saying into his police radio as he went "I'm looking at the vehicle right now." The first thing he asked me was where I was coming from - no problem there, I was coming from the health clinic, and gave him the name & location.

Apparently, the reason he pulled me over was that just a block from where I had turned onto the main north-south road, there was a hit and run - a small, black truck, headed northbound. What are the odds?

He was a very amiable, pleasant officer, and chuckled a little when he realized that I wasn't actually who he was looking for. Clearly, there was no damage to the truck, and I hadn't come from the intersection where the accident happened. He was very friendly and thanked me for my cooperation before he headed off. No harm, no foul, right?

No hard feelings, just an interesting story.

Travel Woes

What is life without adventure, right? I suppose sometimes a little can go a long way, as we just found out on our return trip when we got a flat tire. I think I hit a small piece of board with a nail in it or something, but it definitely punctured the tire. Our poor tire didn't stand a chance.

Thankfully it happened right before we had planned to stop anyway.

After an incredibly frustrating hour of getting out the spare and messing with the (el cheapo) jack that came with the truck (to no avail - that thing couldn't hold a feather if it were tied to it), we gave up and Tory called a nearby garage.

Although they said they'd be out to help us in an hour, the guy showed up after only about 20 minutes - win! He had the old tire off and the new one on in 10, all with a friendly Texas smile on his face.

Moral of the story: if you ever have a flat tire outside of Snyder, TX, Nix's Auto & Tire Services is the place to call.

And don't run over sticks.


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Location:Snyder, TX

Resolutions Made: Dec. 31, 2010. Resolutions Broken: Jan. 1, 2011.

Yes, folks, it doesn't take much to distract one from one's goals. Despite every good intention of going to bed at a reasonable (for New Year's Eve) hour and getting up early to read my Bible, it simply didn't happen. The best laid plans of mice and men...

Interestingly, this little snafoo was not entirely my fault. I have come to find out that an iOS bug knocked out my (and many others') iPhone alarm clocks this morning. (Link)

This was especially troublesome because we were due to help decorate the reception hall for my sister-in-law's wedding at 8:30 a.m. - and since neither my 7:00 nor 8:00 alarm went off, we didn't wake up until 10:00 a.m.

Despite this minor setback, I think 2011 is off to a pretty good start. Here's wishing everyone a great beginning to the new year!